OUR FIRST TIME AT THE  CLUB

by   Trouble



(Your comments are welcomed and you can contact me at
trouble@operamail.com)



                              The place wasn't at all hard to find.
Whomever I had spoken with on the phone had given excellent
directions.  We would later learn that at one time the place had
been a warehouse. Neither one of us had any idea as to what to
expect.  As we turned into the parking lot behind the building we
noticed that there seemed to be a large number of vehicles parked
there .  I was very excited with anticipation about our reason for
being here.  I was confident that my wife, Sharon, was just as
excited.  On the other hand, since this was so very knew to each of
us we were also very nervous, not knowing what to expect.  I did
happen to have one major secret from her that I was hoping would
turn out to provide a great deal of pleasure for us both.

                              The former warehouse was now home of a
swinger's club.  A place where people of all races and classes came
together with one idea in mind, sex.  For the past six weeks we had
been discussing attending this club for the purpose of finding one
male to join with the two of us for an evening of extra sexual
excitement.  Once parked we walked slowly hand in had to the door
located at the side of the building.

                              No sooner had we entered the door than
a small mirror slid open and a nicely dressed elderly man asked if
he could help.  I introduced myself and my wife to the man and
explained I had talked to a Mr. Frank who had provided directions to
the club and that we had made arrangements to attend this evening.
The elderly man introduced himself as Mr Frank and offered his hand
in a warm hand shake.  The gentleman may have had some age to him
but he still had a strong grip.  He pointed to another door behind
us and said if we would step through that door that his wife would
join us shortly and take care of the formalities so that we could
actually enter.

                              Stepping through the doorway we found
ourselves in a very plush and tastefully furnished office.  I am
sure that many an attorney or banker would have been very happy
working in an office such as the one we were standing in.  However,
we hardly got into the room when another door opened and an
attractive but elderly woman entered.   She had a warm smile and
quickly crossed the room with an outstretched hand, warmly welcoming
the two of us.  She asked us to sit and then was quick to explain
about how it came about that her and her husband had started up the
club.  How they had purchased the building and were still making a
lot of changes to improve on the place.  She went over the rules of
the club and then gave us a membership application to fill out as
she went over the cost and what our membership would entitle us to.

                    I have no idea how much of what the elderly
woman was say was actually being absorbed by Sharon but as for me
probably less than half.   About the only concern that I had was
what the information they were asking for would be used for.  The
woman's answer was agreeable and even though I probably should have
asked my wife her opinion, I didn't do so.  I simply picked up the
pen, responded to the questions and then passed the form and the
required fee to the woman seated on the opposite side of the desk.
With that done the woman said she would give us a tour of the club.


                    The club was laid out with each floor offering
something different.   The first floor provided a small swimming
pool, a hot tub, as well as separate areas for men and women where
each could shower, change clothes and even lockers were provided to
keep their belongings in. Since this was our first time and no one
had told us about the pool we had not brought a swim suit.  Of
course, judging by the two men and one woman already in the hot tub,
swimsuits weren't worn.

                              The second floor had music, dance
floor, bar, tables and chairs, buffet table and in different areas
even couches for lounging with several TVs set up so no matter where
a person sat they were able to see at least one of the TVs all
playing the same adult video.   Perhaps at different times this
floor did get some use but at this time the three of us were the
only ones there at the time.  The top floor provided another large
lounge area.   Suddenly I felt very out of place being so overly
dressed in a nice pair of slacks, highly polished black shoes and a
nice shirt.  My wife was dressed in an almost skin tight black dress
that showed off her fine figure extremely well.  True, she  looked
upon herself with breasts that no longer stood up perky, and a belly
that protruded slightly, the result of giving birth to three
children and perhaps she felt she had other flaws with her body but,
I failed to see them.  I personally think her to be the most lovely
lady I have ever known.

                              Looking around the room there were
persons in various forms of attire and some where wearing nothing at
all.  There were women dressed in Teddies, Corsets, partly dressed
or not dressed at all.  The men had towels around their waist, in
boxers, G-strings even nothing at all. But only the three of us were
dressed as if we were going to be out in public.

                    Walking through this lounge area we stopped at
the end of a long hallway.  There were more persons standing at
different places along this hall.  The elderly woman explained that
along this hall they would find different rooms.  Most had beds in
them and that as long as a door was open it was acceptable to enter
that room for our own use or to join whomever happened to be in
there. If the door was closed the persons inside wanted to be in
there alone.  And that each room had a window and one was free to
watch the activities inside the room but if one wanted privacy all
they needed to do was close the drapes.  With that done she said she
had covered everything she could think of and if there were no
questions she was going to leave us alone.  We had no questions and
so the woman said her goodbyes and then left us standing there at
the end of the hall.

                              The two of us stood there and talked
between ourselves, in a low voice.  I suggested that we see what all
was going on inside the rooms.  As we made our way down the hall we
found most of the rooms were occupied and we didn't see any that had
only one couple inside.  A few of the rooms were empty and a few had
the doors and windows closed and there was even two rooms that had
the door closed but the drapes open to allow whomever desired to do
so could view the occupants through the window.

                              As we walked down the hallway I was
more and more aware of just how out of place our clothing put us.
Sharon looked very sexy in her black, sleeveless dress.  However,
even at that she was not dressed in nearly the same fashion as the
others standing along the hallway.  Once we reached the end of the
hall we noticed that we were back at the large room with all the
couches and TV sets.  We walked through this room and noticed that
there were mostly couples in this room sitting close and seemingly
involved with each other.  We decided we would go back down stairs
and get something to drink.

                              We went downstairs to the second floor
and quietly talked about what we had seen so far. I had found myself
excited about a lot of what we had just seen as we passed down the
hallway. Most of what had excited me had been going on inside the
rooms.  Of course Sharon wasn't the only good looking woman in the
place and there had been a couple there that I would have enjoyed
spending some time with.  Sharon confessed that she also had found
the activities going on in more than one of the rooms to be of
interest to her.

                     I pulled her to me and then turned loose of her
hand.  I put my arm around her, my drink was being held by my other.
I pulled her close against me and leaned to kiss her.  She opened
her mouth and not only willingly accepted my kiss but returned it to
me every bit as passionately as I was giving to her.  It was a
combination of the excitement that I had received from the
activities on the upper floor, my passion for my wife and the
excitement over the knowledge that she had found pleasure from the
top floor the same as I had.  Her body felt good against mine, her
breasts squeezed against my chest.  I was ready to take her right
there on the carpeted floor.

          I don't have any idea how long the kiss lasted.  As we
separated we looked each other directly in the eye.  It was as if we
were in tune with each other.  We no longer seemed to care what
others were doing or even what our initial purpose for attending the
club had been, suddenly all we wanted was the other.  I turned from
her as I again took her free hand and began to lead her back up
stairs.  As we started up the stairs we went past a man coming down
the same stairs.  He looked to be in his early 40's.  His hair was
grey and cut short.  He was probably a just a little over six foot
and weighted a little over 200 pounds with a beard and mustache.

          As we started to pass each other the man stopped and moved
against the wall to provide us as much room as possible to pass and
politely said hello to us.  I nodded my head to him and said "hello"
but kept on walking past him, still hand in hand with my wife.  Once
we got to the top of the stairs I stopped and looked back the way we
had just come.  The man got to the bottom of the stairs and looked
back up.  He saw us standing there with me looking at him.  He stood
momentarily as I gave him a slight smile and a nod of the head.
Sharon hadn't noticed, I'm sure, my further acknowledgment of the
man.  However, he took notice of it.  Then he turned and disappeared
out of site as he walked away.

                              "So, what did you think of that one?"
I asked my wife, referring to the man we had just passed.

                              She glanced down the stairs as if
expecting to see someone there and then looked back to me.  "You
mean the guy we just passed?"

                              "Yea, maybe later on you'd care to see
if he would want to join us.  Of course I'm sure we both know he
would jump at the opportunity."  I said with a slight smile on my
face.

                    "What, with all the good looking women here?
He'd have no interest in me."    Even though she said it, I didn't
believe she was at all serious.  She knows she is a fine looking
woman.

          "Well, if he said yes, based on just his looks, would you
complain?"

          She stood there just looking at me for a moment with a
smile that sort of played around her lips.  I had a pretty good idea
that she was standing there thinking about how there was a physical
attraction between her and the guy we passed.  After all, he fit to
a "T" her idea of what constituted a good looking guy.  Finally, in
a voice just above a whisper she said,   "I wouldn't mind."

                    That put a big smile on my face.  I was sure now
that I had judged right.  I didn't say any more and simply led her
back to the hallway.  Right now, I was looking for an empty room
where I could take her into her and enjoy her body.  As we started
to pass by one of the windows I glanced inside and then immediately
stopped.  I wanted to watch the action before me.

          Inside the room there were two men and two women.  One
woman was flat on her back, her head hanging over the side of the
bed, completely naked, as was each of the persons inside the room.
Her far leg was straight out but her near legs was bent at the knee
and being held close to her chest by a man who was currently fucking
her with eager strokes.  She was licking the cock of another man who
was standing just above her head.   For the most part he seemed
content to simply stand there and allow the woman on the bed to only
like the head of his hard cock.  As my wife and I stood there and
watched the standing man would occasionally move his hips forward
and his cock would disappear inside the woman's mouth.   Then he
would resume his original position so the woman could lick the head
of his cock.

          At the same time the standing man was locked lips to lips
with the other woman who was kneeling on the bed on the far side of
the first woman.  As she was kissing the man her hand was slowly
rubbing the closest breast to her of the other woman.

          My wife was leaning against me as she watched the scene
taking place before us.  I released her hand and put my arm on her
shoulder at the same time she wrapped her arms around my waist.  I
lowered my hand to her breast, able to feel it's heat as well as the
already hard nipple through the thin material of her dress.  From
the corner of my eye I saw her raise her head to look at me.  I held
my gaze to the four persons inside the room as if I were not aware
of where her attention was now focused.

          I began to squeeze and tease the nipple as best I could
through the tight material of her dress.  Almost instantly she
leaned harder against me and at the same time lay her head against
me. As she did she lowered her had and if her eyes were open I knew
that she would also be looking at the four persons inside the room.

          The four hardly changed their positions.  The woman on her
back was only moving her tongue as she tasted and licked the hard
shaft before her mouth.  The man standing did appear to be
exchanging some heavy and passionate kisses with the other woman and
would on occasion move his hips forward and then back but other than
that there was very little movement from him.

                    The other woman seemed to be concentrating on
her kissing and the playing with the other woman's breast was
strictly an after thought.  However, the second man appeared to be
working with some vigor as he fucked the woman before him.  I was
excited by the couple.  Not so much by the way they were performing
cause it didn't look to me as if they were really all that
interested in what they were doing and I actually failed to see why
they were wasting their time.  But the ability to stand there and
watch them perform such an act, along with sharing it with my wife,
her presence beside me and what I was doing with and to her breast
and nipple was all working together to have me in an erect state and
Im sure making a wet spot in the front of my pants.  I hoped Sharon
was experiencing a similar sensation and that her sweet juices were
currently running down her well tanned legs.

          I was suddenly aware of others around us.  I looked around
and saw that there was some half dozen persons around the two of us
and all were watching the scene taking place beyond the window.
Except for one.  The man we had passed on the stairway.  He was
standing just to Sharon's right and his eyes seemed fixed on what
was in my hand and what it was doing.  I hoped he was ready.

          I started to move away from my wife catching her hand as I
moved and she was quick even if not eager to follow me.  At the very
end of the hall I found an empty room.  The curtains and door were
both in an open position.  The lights had been adjusted so that
there was plenty of light to see by and yet they were far from their
full brightness potential.  Once we were inside the room I closed
the door, purposely failing to lock it, and then led her to the bed,
situated in the center of the room.  I sat on the edge of the bed
and pulled her close to me.  Looking up to her I began to run my
hands slowly under the bottom of her dress.

      She was looking down at me.  It appeared to me that she was
conveying desire and yet there was something else also that I
couldn't interrupt.  Then she looked to the open window.  By this
time, with one hand on each silk covered leg, my hands were working
their way up higher and higher as my hands massaged the backs of her
legs.  As my hands moved upward, my arms raised the dress higher and
higher.  Now I was touching her warm flesh about the tops of the
hose.  I worked round the straps of the garter belt.  She had one
hand on each shoulder and then she turned her gaze back to me.  She
was looking me in the eye as my hands now reached her bare ass.

          I had no idea if there was anyone standing at the window
or not.  I hoped there was.  I wanted everyone to see my lady.  To
see just some of the reason I considered myself to be a very lucky
man.  I wanted to look to the window but didn't.  In my imagination
the widow was crowded with persons, each attempting to get a better
view of this fine looking lady who now stood before me.

          My fingers worked their way down the crack of her fine
shaped ass.  I was rewarded with the wetness that covered the tops
of her legs and the area between them.  As my fingers found this
area her hands tightened on my shoulders.  I began to move my
fingers across the wet opening and she was quick to shift her
position so that now my fingers had greater access to her wet
opening. And I was only to willing to take advantage of this
opportunity.

          I slid my one hand from her ass and put two fingers
against the opening of her wet pussy. Slowly I eased them upward.
The hot lubricant allowed them to easily slide in the snug opening.
As I did this her fingers tightened on my shoulders.  I hoped it was
due to pleasure that she was receiving.  Her dress was now high
enough that he was actually able to see where his fingers were
disappearing.  Her eyes closed and her face seemed to contort itself
into a sign of pleasure.  At that moment I knew that even if she had
been concerned about anyone who may be watching she wasn't now.

          With my fingers held deep inside her I placed my thumb
against her pussy and moved it slightly back and forth and it moved
between the thick lips till it was inside the natural channel the
lips formed.  Then I slowly began to slide the thumb upward,
approaching her clit.  There was no doubt in my mind that I would
find it standing up nice and hard.  Just as my thumb was about to
reach her clit I felt her body quiver.  My hand froze.  I let her
wait in anticipation.

          I removed my other hand from the cheek of her ass and
began to lift her dress.  I wanted her naked.  I told her to take
her dress off as I used the one hand to work her dress upward.
Seated on the bed and using only one hand there would be no way for
me to get the dress off her. Again I repeated the order for her to
strip for me.  She seemed to stir but it was obvious that she wasn't
going to comply.  Her mind was not on what I was saying to her.  I
griped the dress and jerked it toward me at the same time I told her
in a louder and harsher voice to "strip".  Her eyes snapped open and
then blinked a couple of times before she began to pull her dress up
over her head.  She stood there before me with her dress in her
hand, which I took from her and then tossed it over my head, having
no idea where it landed.


          I just had to know.  I looked to the window and was
rewarded by the faces of some six or more persons that I could see
at a glance.  I looked back to the wife of my wife and she was also
looking toward the window.  Now, I quickly moved the thumb, of the
hand at her womanhood, upward.  It pushed against and then slid over
the hard clit and as it did her legs squeezed together, a gasp
escaped her mouth and she grasped my wrist with both hands.

          I began to softly run my free hand up and down the side
and back of her leg.  I could feel her warm flesh and the strap of
her garter belt and then the silk hose stretched tight over her warm
leg.  Taking my time to lightly stroke her leg.  With my trapped
hand I was working only the two fingers that were inside her.
Taking my time I curled first one finger and then the other then
straighten the first one then the other only to start the process
over again.  It didn't take long and she began to relax her grip on
my wrist.

                    Now I wanted to give her something else to think
about.  I leaned forward and captured the ring dangling from one of
her nipple into my mouth with the nipple itself held in my lips.  I
used my tongue to move the ring back and forth and pull it slightly
toward me.  Being sure to keep my one hand moving as well as the two
fingers inside her.  I heard her moan and although she still had her
hands touching my wrist she was no longer attempting to restrict my
movement.

                    I couldn't tell you how long I kept this up.  It
always seemed to me as if time stood still when I was busy enjoying
her body.  It wasn't that I wasn't enjoying what I was doing that
cause me to quit, it was that there was something I enjoyed a great
deal more.  I quickly pulled completely away from her, not touching
her in any way.  Her response to this movement was a gasp as if I
had physically hurt her.  Her eyes told me that she was in no way
pleased that I had stopped.  That caused a smile to tug playfully at
the corners of my mouth.

                    I left her standing there for only a couple of
seconds and then I sort of pulled, rolled and then pushed her so
that she was now on her back on the bed beside me.  As I sat there
and admired her body I was busy unbuttoning then removing my shirt.
This got tossed into a corner of the room and was quickly joined by
both shoes and one sock.  It took me a moment before I could remove
my other sock.  I had her toy strapped to that leg and partly held
in place by the sock.

                    Her toy is a jelly type, 8" long, purple, cock
shaped dildo.  This one was her favorite and I was inclined to
believe that it closely resembled her former husband's cock.  She
had mentioned to me once that he was built almost like it.  I
enjoyed using it on her and part of the reason was the pleasure it
provided to her.

                    With her toy laying on the bed I quickly
finished undressing, tossing each piece of clothing toward the same
corner as it was removed.  Soon I was as naked as she was.  My own
cock may not be as long or as thick as her toy but then her toy
would never be as hard as I was at the moment.  Soon I wanted her
lips wrapped around my hard shaft but first I desired something
else.

                    With my wife laying on the bed, I slid off it.
I positioned myself between her legs and focused my attention on her
completely shaved pussy.  This site alone was more than enough to
excite me into an instant hard-on.  I simply had to take time to
admire it enjoying the shine caused from her own juices.  And then,
I lowered my face but did not start with the location of my true
desire.  Instead, I began with one leg.  Placing my tongue on it I
began to lick her leg just inside her thigh, following the gentle
curve as it went around her pelvic bone.  I repeated this process
several times, taking extra care to get close to the sweet opening
of her fine pussy and yet not to actually touch it.  Each time I
made a pass her leg would actually quiver.  And then I performed the
same process on the other leg before moving my attention to the spot
between her two legs.

                    I placed the tip of my tongue against the sweet
hole, savoring the sweet taste.  Then I meticulously moved my tongue
upward, following the natural groove that would lead me to her clit.
Once there I took the time to gently tease her using only the tip of
my tongue.  I heard her moan and felt her body shudder.  It pleased
me to bring pleasure to her.  As I massaged her hard clit with my
tongue, being careful to only use the tip, I began to spread the
lips of her bare pussy with my thumbs and fingers until I had the
clit fully exposed.  Then I quickly moved to capture her clit with
my teeth and bit.

                    Immediately, her legs bent at the knees and her
hands grabbed my head as the words "Ahhhhh, shiiiiiiit", escaped her
lips.  However, it was not pain that caused this reaction.  It was
pure bliss.  There was no doubt in my mind that she was enjoying
what was happening to her.  I held the pressure momentarily   Once I
released it I again placed the tip of my tongue to it and began to
slowly tease it.  Very slowly, very gently would I massage the hard
object button of her womanhood.  She attempted to pull my head
closer to her which was my signal that she was getting close to a
climax, which was something I was not ready for her to achieve.
Therefore, I abandoned her clit and slid my tongue downward to the
sweet hole below.

                    The juices that flow from this woman are like
honey to me.  I enjoyed massaging this hole with my tongue.  Pushing
it forward as I worked it back and forth feeling it enter her
further and further inside her until at last my tongue was fully
extended.  My only disappointment was in the fact that my tongue was
not longer.  And then I began to fuck her with my tongue my own
passion quickly accelerated.  My fear was that I would reach my own
climax and never even have to touch myself to do so.  I needed a
change and yet I did not want her to cool down.

                    I worked my body till I could begin my travels
up her body.  I drug my tongue upward from the hole it presently
occupied, up the natural channel, across the hard clit. continuing
over the soft belly, pausing momentarily to play with the gold ring
that rested in her belly button. Then, I continued my travels up her
chest passing between her two well shaped breasts and then at her
neck I deviated to her right till I came to the side where her neck
and shoulder joined. Her I paused to gently kiss her.

                    She had already moved each of her feet up on my
back, I'm sure in anticipation of having me place my rock hard cock
inside the sweet hole that my tongue had vacated just moments
before.  Her arms worked on my arms and back in an effort to get me
further upward and closer to her all at the same time.  I liked
seeing her anxious like this but I wanted this to last.  I moved my
lips to her ear and whispered, "It's not time yet, don't you even
think about cuming."

                    "Pleeeeese", she whimpered.

                    Oh, how I did love this.  "No," I whispered
sternly.  "I have something better in mind for you but, we need to
make some changes in preparation."  With that I moved completely off
of her and positioned myself on the bed with the idea that I wanted
to be able to see the door to the room, her kneeling on the edge of
the bed, between my legs and facing away from the doorway.  It
didn't take very long with me moving a couple of times and directing
her exactly how I wanted her and soon we were in position.

                    I handed her the purple, hard jelly object that
we referred to as "her toy" and tole her to put it where it
belonged.  She was more than happy to obey me.  Immediately placing
the rounded end against the opening of her pussy.  "Easy" I said
softly.  "Take your time, I want this evening to last."  With that I
lay back as I ran one hand through the short hair of her head and
then guided her face to my waiting cock.

                    She was an artist at this.  I never knew if it
was something that she had learned from simply judging the reaction
of those she had performed this service on in the past, if it was
just a natural instinct that went along with the enjoyment that she
receiving from working on a hard cock in this manner, or where she
may have learned this art from but when she was performing on me it
didn't matter where or how she had learned.  No one was able to do
to me what this woman did. And I was more than ready for this.

                    She began by running the tip of her tongue over
the end of my shaft.  Tasting the juice that I oozed.  She took her
time working only on the head.  Unconsciously, a smile began to form
on my face.  She worked on the head for exactly the right amount of
time.  How she could tell, I have no idea.  She took her tongued and
began to lick my cock from the tip to the base and back again moving
around and around as she worked till she had covered ever inch of my
cock several times. And then, with now warning she placed her lips
against the tip and ran her face downward as her lips parted and
rode down my cock till they rested at the very base.  There she
paused and maneuvered her tongue along the base that simply added to
my pleasure.

                    Ever since I had laid back I had held my eye
just slightly open.  My intent was to watch the doorway, knowing
that someone was going to open the unlocked door and enter.  I
wanted to not only know when they entered I also wanted to insure
that it wasn't the wrong one who did.   It was just as she totally
engulfed my cock that I saw the door slowly open and the right
person entered.  I raised my head and opened my eyes to look
directly at my wife.  "Are you working your toy, baby," I asked her.

                    I knew she had mumbled she had as she tried to
nod her head.  Both of which are very difficult to do effectively
when you have a cock in your mouth.   And, even though I understood
what she had conveyed to me, I pretended as if I had not.  "Do what,
Princess?" I asked.

                    She removed her face from me.  Looking directly
at me she softly responded, "Yes Sir," and then smiled.  Damn but
she was pretty and I knew that her response was phrased that way on
purpose, a part of the required response when were involved in the
Master / slave aspects of our sexual play.

                    "Good girl", I said as I winked at her.  You
play easy though.  I want you right on the edge but I don't want you
to cum yet.  I don't want you to cum with your toy in you.  Not
without a cock.  You are only to cum with a cock inside your pussy.
Do you understand?"

                    She understood alright and as much as she may
want to do otherwise I knew she wouldn't. No matter what she wanted
to do or not do, since I had given her an order based on my desire,
I knew that she would follow through with it.  There was
disappointment in her eyes and in her voice as she again responded
with "Yes, Sir."

                    I again reclined and closed my eyes, leaving
them just slightly open enough that I would be able to see when the
man approached my wife.  "That's suck a good girl" I praised her.
"Just remember, as long as a cock is inside your pussy you can cum
as often as you want to this evening."  And as I said that I again
guided her face back to me.  Once she started I released her and
simply allowed her to do what she did so well.

                    At this point I'll try to tell you what took
place from not only what I saw and know but also from the aspect of
the male that had entered the room.  I'm only able to do this from
the information he provided me days afterwards.  My wife never
knowing that this was all planned out ahead of time.  In fact, it
was he who told me about the club we were presently at.

     
                    He stated he had entered the room, careful not
to make a sound and thus disturb her.  With the door closed and
locked he stood there momentarily admiring the scene before him.  My
wife's well shaped ass held high in the air, the brown hole
beaconing someone to enter and below it that purple shaft appearing
and disappearing from the hole of her pussy.  My wife working the
toy in and out of her at her own pace.

                    He moved slowly up behind her.  He stood there
quietly watching my wife.  The site of her well shaped ass, pulled
so tight as she was bent over, the purple toy being worked in and
out of her, and of course that dark hole just above caused his cock
to quickly rise to it's full length.  He stood quietly behind her
and then slowly moved his hands to a position where they were now
just a fraction of an inch from her bare ass, beheld so that it
appeared as if he was warming his hands on a small fire on a cool
night.

                    As I saw him moving toward us, I reached down
with both hands, running my fingers through her short hair.  I was
sure that the moment he would touch her that she would jump.  My
idea was that if I could easily restrain her, that this would
provide enough time for her initial reaction to subside and she
would give into his advances

                    He dared not simply place his hands on her bare
ass.  He stood behind her watching as she moved the purple toy in
and out of herself.  Watching her hand generate a pleasant rhythm.
And then, he decided on his course of action.  He moved his hands up
higher on her ass, just below the small of her back.  There is where
he first touched her, being careful to be gentle and move slowly.
He then began to lightly run his fingers over the upper portion of
her ass.  She seemed to not even be aware of his presence.

                    She must of tired of having my cock in her
mouth, for she moved her mouth to the top of my cock and then began
to run her tongue over the head before kissing it and then began to
kiss down it's length.  Some how I knew where she was headed and
that made me a bit nervous.  I knew here intentions were to take one
of my balls in her mouth.. Suppose that is when she also became
aware of the person behind her and as a result, bit down.  My balls
are a great deal more sensitive than was my cock.

                    On the other hand, if I was to interrupt her and
the guy behind her was already making any progress, it may well
cause her to balk at his presence.  Therefore I lay there
motionless, filling her move lower and begin to gently kiss one of
my balls before taking it into her mouth, where she began to gently
suck on it.  Using her tongue, she moved the sensitive object around
in her mouth and then seemed to actually lick it, while still
holding it captive inside her mouth.

                    I closed my eyes completely as I savored the
sensations flowing through my body.  On the one hand I had the
blessed sensation that was the result of the activity being
performed between my legs.  On the other there was the knowledge of
the possible results of my wife being startled by the man behind
her.  There was the excitement in the knowledge of the mere presence
of someone with us, not to mention the anticipation of the
possibility of his adding to the pleasure to both of us.  I could
never remember it feeling as good as it did right now.

                    He lightly ran his finger tips over her entire
ass and after following this process several times, he began to
follow the same motions only a little harder.  It seemed as if he
was getting no type of reaction from her at all.  She seemed to
still not be aware that he was even there.   He was greatly enjoying
the soft yet firm mound that he was able to run his hands over.  The
brown hold seemed to be beaconing him and yet he had been warned
that no matter what he was not to place his cock in that hole.  He
moved one hand lower and placed his thumb against he hole in her
ass. The other hand he flattened out and began to use the entire
hand to gently stroke her with.
 

                    I  lay there in anticipation of pain.  When she
became aware of the other man's presence there was a good
possibility that she would jerk away, perhaps self-conscious bite or
in some other way cause me pain.  It was for this reason the instant
her body stiffened so did mine.  Although she did not jerk away from
me, when her body stiffened my grip on her hair tightened to hold
her head and face where they were.  She pulled her head back against
my hand.  At the same time, in a pleading voice, I said, "No, honey,
please, don't stop that yet."
     
                    Now, it may have been due to the pleasure she
was receiving, not only from the other male but also from the
knowledge that she was pleasing me.  Whatever her reason, she stayed
where she was and although she did continue to tease my ball with
her tongue, she was not doing so with the same insensate that she
had been.  It was as if her mind were not completely focused on what
she was doing.

                    With his thumb in place her began to massage the
opening.  Not applying pressure as if to actually enter the orifice
rather simply to relax it and tease it.  With the understand that
she greatly enjoyed anal activity his goal was to provide her with
the greatest amount of pleasure he possibility could.  He was well
aware that the couple had talked repeatedly about having a third
person join then for sexual fun.  He understood that each desired
this activity and yet each was apprehensive about it as well.  The
male half had been the one to arrange this method of introduction
and his purpose was to please her, even if that meant that his own
physical release never took place.  He began to apply more pressure
to his thumb and saw the object of his attention seemed to willingly
open to receive him.  And then he felt her stiffen.


                    She held perfectly still and since she made no
move to actually get away from him, he decided to continue to allow
his thumb to travel forward until it was completely buried inside
her. Once this was accomplished he began to slowly draw the thumb
back out of her only to repeat the process over and over.  He
noticed that her hand, still holding the purple rubber cock was no
longer moving back and forth moving the toy in and out.  He reached
down with his free hand and began to take hold of the slick, purple
tool.  It was as slick as if it had been just removed from a can of
motor oil.  The same oil that covered the woman's hand and was
actually flowing from her in a steady stream.

           He took hold of the rubber tool with his finger tips and
began to move it back and forth in a rhythm as equal as he could
with that of his thumb.  He felt the woman relax and she placed her
now free hand on the bed to help support her.  He worked back and
forth with the two tools as he made sure to constantly rotate both
the toy and his thumb as he worked them back and forth. Since she
seemed receptive to what he was doing he quickened his pace a
little.

                    There was no way I could see what was actually
going on.  However, Sharon didn't seem to have any complaints as she
began to reposition herself.  The one hand that had been between her
legs as now up beside my hip and as she moved she turned loose of my
ball and replaced it with my hard cock.  She did not hesitate but
simply lowered her lips down my tool.  She was in no hurry.  She
slid almost completely down and then pulled upward till her lips
were just behind the head and there she seemed to rest before again
lowering herself.

                    He had been working his hands back and for at an
easy rate and the woman seemed to be very responsive to what he was
doing.  And as much as he was glad to be able to please her he was
very much aware of the condition of his cock.. It had been standing
up since right after he entered the room and how been fully erect
for quite some time.  He was very anxious to get himself buried in
this fine looking woman's soaking wet pussy.

 
           He removed the rubber tool from the woman and moved it
slightly upward before removing his finger and placing the rubber
cock at the entrance to the hole his thumb had just vacated.  Once
in position he applied slight pressure as he free hand went between
the woman's legs.  There he quickly shoved his thumb inside the
woman's steaming twat as his fingers sought out her clit.  He
quickly found it as the rubber tool began to descend inside the
woman

                    I could feel her breath coming in short pants.
I didn't know what the man was doing but it must have been right.
She was enjoying herself and that alone pleased me.  She raised her
lips up my hard tool till they were almost at the top before she
seemed to tilt her head to the side as if quietly listening for
something before once again following the same path.  I was very
grateful that her actions had slowed down.  I was already so excited
I would doing all in my power to keep from shooting my load in her
mouth right then and there.

                    The purple tool began to descend.  He knew he
heard her moan.  The other man had been honest with him when he
explained just how much she really did enjoy getting fucked in the
ass.. However, he could wait no longer.  He removed his hand from
her sopping wet pussy and pushed down the front of his Jockey shorts
he had purchased for this evening.  They had the face and name of
his favorite cartoon character and had gotten him several comments
this evening as he had warn them around.

                    He pulled the condom out of the little pocket he
had make-shift sewn inside the garment and then was forced to
release the plastic tool.  Once removed he used his teeth to tear
open the packet and then it took him a couple minutes to get it not
only in position put he had to use two hands to get it on.  He was
surprised that the purple tool did not attempt to removed itself
from her ass.  Even though it was currently only half way inside
her.

                    He placed his cock against her pussy and shoved
it forward.  It buried itself completely inside her as his belly hit
the end of the rubber tool driving it forward also.  Now, he grasp
her around the hips and began to slam himself inside her.  Almost
instantly he was ready to climax. No one had ever caused such a
reaction to him before.  He knew he was not going to be able to last
long but he did not care.  He sought a release.

                    I felt rather than saw the other man slam into
my wife as he began to fuck her.  She pulled her mouth completely
off my cock and I heard her moan.   He continued to slam into her
and she lowered herself so that her head rested on my leg.  I heard
her whimper and her breath was coming in short gasps.  I opened my
eyes and looked into the face of the other man.  This produced a
smile on my face.  Not only was it obvious that my lady was enjoying
what was happening to her but the excitement the other man was
feeling was written entirely over his face. Obviously, I was not the
only one who found extreme pleasure with my wife.  Then in a voice
that was hardly more than a whisper, I heard my wife call my name
and then the words "Honey, I can't help it, I'm cuming!"  It was
only then that I notice that she had at some point taken hold of my
cock and was gently pumping it.  No sooner did she finish her
statement than her body again quivered as she whimpered and I could
tell that she had reached a well deserved and I hoped wonderful
climax.  And then, as if she had simply passed out her body fell
sideways and flopped on the bed.

                    He had placed his cock against the slippery
opening of her pussy.  He pushed and it easily went half way inside
her.  He felt her tighten up as he did this.  He paused as he
position the purple object that was in her ass.  He positioned it in
from of he belly, holding it with the one hand.  His other hand he
grasped her by the hip and then he slammed into her completely.
Once completely inside her he moved his hips backward and when about
halfway removed from her drove himself into her again.  She felt so
good to him.  Her pussy seemed to have a mind all it's own.  It
allowed him to easily enter, providing a smooth, warm, slick surface
for him and then as he would start to withdraw would constrict to
provide tension as well as suction that was the most exciting
experience he had ever felt.

                    He quickened his movements.  He felt his lower
belly as it slammed into the purple toy, driving it into the woman's
ass as his cock slammed into her pussy.  It was without conscious
thought that his eyes closed and his head rolled backward his mind
only aware of the feeling that started in the head of his cock and
then spread in both directions to cover every inch of his body. He
felt it build.   And then he felt the woman's body tighten and
quiver.  Her pussy gripped his cock as if in an effort to hold his
cock inside her.  The grip of her pussy only added to the joyous
sensation that was forming in him.  And then, without warning, the
woman simply fell away from him.  He was left with one knee placed
on the bed for support, his cartoon character boxer shorts still
hooked to the foot of that leg and the thigh of the other leg that
he was actually standing on.

                    He stood there momentarily with no idea as to
what had just taken place.  One moment his was feeling so goo,
enjoying the gracious tightness of the woman when suddenly she
simply pulled herself away from him and lay motionless beside her
husband.  She looked so peaceful that under normal circumstance he
would not have wanted to disturb her.  However these were not normal
circumstances.  He was standing there with a seven inch long cock
that was now as hard as a steel rod.  It was the woman laying before
him that had gotten him in this condition and it was her that was
going to satisfy him.

                    He started to move toward the woman when he
realized his movement was restrained by the boxer shorts hooked onto
his foot.   It took him only a moment to move his one leg off the
bed and as he put that foot on the floor beside the other his shorts
automatically fell to the floor.  With this done he resumed his
quest of getting back to the woman and placing his hard cock back
inside that quality pussy of her's.

                    I watcher her simply fall over, as if she had
passed out.  My first thought was that there was something wrong.  I
quickly moved to a position that put me on my knees and bent over,
my face next to her's as I attempted to determine what had happened
to her.  She opened her eyes to me and then a smile spread across
her face as her hands reached up and pulled my face closer. Our lips
met and she began to kiss me with passion.  Once again joy and
pleasure flowed through me.  It didn't take sex for her to excite
me.  Her body, her touch, her look even her name was enough to do
that.


                    She pulled me to her, our lips pressed tightly
together as our mouths opened and each attempted to put our tongue
into the mouth of the other.    Immediately, my excitement level
surged once again.  My hand wandered purposely to find one of her
well shaped breasts.   The globe was far to large for me to grasp
but I did my best.  I massaged the large mound momentarily before I
began to concentrate on the nipple, or more specifically the gold
ring that passed through the nipple.    I began to play with the
solid gold ring.  Turning it, puling on it, with the idea this would
stimulate the nipple itself and thus bring pleasure to my wife.  It
was then I felt the movement of my wife and raising my eyes I saw
the other male positioning himself to once again fuck my wife.

                    With the boxers now resting on the floor he
moved back onto the bed.  He took Sharon's leg and lifted it before
moving forward only to move it higher and moved again.  When he was
finally in the position he desired he had her leg held tight against
his chest and shoulder and was rapidly pumping himself in and out of
her.  His cock slid easily inside her.  In seconds he was back in a
rapid rhythm and again greatly enjoying the sensation that his body
was feeling ... the result of the activity he was performing.



                    I saw the man get into position and soon began
to fuck her.  I could no longer contain myself.  I was far to
excited to think rationally about my wife.  I sought out my own
release.  I removed my lips from hers and repositioned myself.   I
had started by maneuvering so my rock hard cock over her mouth and
then positioning myself comfortably.  I ended up probably appearing
as if I was getting ready to do pushups.  However the only up and
down movement was my hips.

                    I no sooner had my cock in place and she wrapped
an arm around my hip, attempting to pull me closer to her as she
stretched her neck like a hungry calf that just discovered her
mother's nipple.  She was eager to have my cock back inside her
mouth.  Another one of her fine qualities was that she did love to
suck cock and was very good at it.  Instantly, the excitement of
everything from the evening seemed to rush back to me, encouraging
me to drive myself harder and faster into her yearning mouth.  I
began to fuck her mouth as hard and as fast as the other guy was her
pussy.  At times we both slammed into her at the same time.  At
other times her body was lithely moved first one way and then back
the other.  In no time it was strictly animal lust and a desire to
give into this flood of emotion that was washing over me.

                    He began to move himself in and out of her
enjoying the feeling that her pussy generated. He had no more than
gotten himself into her than the woman's husband moved his face from
her's and moved so that his cock was over her face.  The say she was
straining she certainly did seem eager to have him into her mouth.
He was delaying at all for he no sooner got into position than he
started moving his hips back and forth moving himself in and out of
her mouth.  He slammed himself into her and noted that her husband
did the same.  Back and forth and at times even at the same time,
the two drove themselves into her.  It seemed as he her husband was
using her as much as he was strictly with the intent of satisfying
their own selfish lust.

     
                    My passion was rapidly growing and I knew it
would not be long at all and I would be erupting inside her mouth.
I knew I was getting close.  I wished it were possible for me to
have my cock in both her pussy as well as her mouth at the same
time.  I desired to be able to feel her climax as her juices rushed
over my cock and at the same moment would be able to shoot my own
load into her yearning mouth.  I watched as the other man drove
himself into my wife, over and over again as I did the same to my
wife's mouth.  I wasn't going to be able to hold back much longer.
Everything was working together to make this moment so utterly
exciting.  And just at that moment I saw the other guy drive himself
deep and hard into my wife and stay there, holding tightly to her
leg as if terrified it would get away from her.  His head was thrown
backward and some noise was escaping his mouth that I'm not sure
what it was but I knew he had reached his own climax, dropping his
load deep within my wife's pussy cavern.

                    I felt my nuts tighten and I drove myself
downward with all my mite.  Her teeth were forced into the area at
the base of my cock and it's head was surrounded by the muscles of
her throat and there I started a flood of cum that squirted directly
down the passage of her throat.  It was a most superb climax that
gripped my entire body.  I could feel my legs, my back, my ass, my
balls all working to push more and more of the salty fluid out the
end of my cock.  I have no idea how my wife managed to even breath
during this eruption but I was aware that she did have both arms
wrapped around me pulling me deeper and holding me as far in her as
my cock would reach.

                    When at last my body stopped forcing my cream
out of the end of my cock and into her mouth I was completely wore
out.  My breath was coming to me in forced, short breaths and each
breath seemed to be reluctant to enter and fill my lungs.  I knew I
was pressed far to tightly against my wife's face and yet I didn't
have the strength to lift my hips off of her.  In stead I rolled to
my side, a move that also seemed to make my breathing easier.  It
was important to me to let her know I was pleased with her and yet
there was no way I could speak.  I stretched out one had and found
her belly.  I began to pat it and was pleased when I felt her begin
to pat the back of my hand.
     
                    He felt it building, hard and fast and knew that
at any second the release he had sought was finally going to be
reached.  At last it happened.  He drove himself as far inside her
as he could and there he began to pump his load that would
unfortunately be trapped inside the confines of the thin latex
sleeve that separated him from the walls of the woman's fine pussy.
He gripped her leg tightly holding himself deep inside her and felt
his tremendous release.

                    Those standing outside the room and watching
through the window were well aware of the fact that each man had
just climax, doing so at almost the same time.  A few made different
comments as to what they had seen take place there on the bed.  They
saw the man turn loose of the woman and move back off the bed,
leaving the couple resting on the bed, each lost in their own
thoughts.  He removed the used condom and dropped it in the trash
before stooping to retrieve his cartoon boxers from the floor.  He
didn't even to bother to put them back on, simply walking out the
door before closing it behind him.

                    I wasn't even aware of the man leaving.  I heard
my wife ask me if I was all right.  The most wonderful time that I
could remember ever experiencing and she wanted to know if I was all
right.   I opened my eyes and saw her laying there looking at me.
For some reason concern was in her eyes.  Something was bothering
her and for the life of me I had no idea as to what it was.  I moved
myself around to lay beside her, pulling her close to me.  As she
wrapped her own arms around me I knew that no words needed to be
said by either of us.   For each of us was feeling the same things
and each of us was well beyond happy, not only with what had just
taken place but also the total love we felt for each other.
